1By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down and wept when we remembered Zion.
2On the willow trees in its midst we hung up our lyres.
3For there our captors demanded songs from us, and our tormenters demanded joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
4How can we sing Yahweh’s song in a foreign land?
5If I forget you, O Jerusalem, may my right hand forget.
6May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth if I do not remember you, if I do not elevate Jerusalem above my highest joy.
7Remember, O Yahweh, against the Edomites the day of Jerusalem. They said, “Raze it, raze it to its very foundation!”
8O daughter Babylon, you who are condemned to destruction, blessed is he who repays you the recompense with what you have dealt to us.
9Blessed will be he who seizes and dashes your little children against the rock.